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There is Nothing a Mamaw Can't do
Contributed by
eyesrustedshut
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Thursday, 17th July 2003 @ 11:05:00 PM in AEST
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Today is your lucky day.
Youv'e slept the morning away
but your breakfast is prepared.
You'll never stop calling me Mamaw
I thought I taught you, I'm Grandma.
The first-born grandson who dared.
Words came from a boisterous woman
whom I love very much.
A Bible thumper with the gentlest touch.
She'll tell you how it is and leave nothing spared.
With a hug only described as loves suffocating embrace.
Each practice hair cut was like a scissor chase.
Through all these little sayings and deeds
I've never doubted she cared.
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2003-07-17 23:05:00]
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Re: There is Nothing a Mamaw Can't do
(User Rating: 1 )
by norm on
Tuesday, 12th August 2003 @ 11:02:45 AM AEST
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your poem is a delight
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a grandma is a special thing
too bad, mine was such a ding,
but i can see from present day
how love is thrown to her, i'd say.
I'm the grandpa of today's grandma |
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Re: There is Nothing a Mamaw Can't do
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 8th September 2003 @ 11:36:43 AM AEST
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That how I feel about mine. Good poem.
Kimmie_mac |
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